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“Rachel.”
She turned back to him, a frown furrowing her brow.
“You’re thinking about the past,” he offered, hoping like hell she didn’t bail on him. He drew close and held her arm gently.
“I wish we had no past to deal with, but, Duncan, we really shouldn’t be doing this.”
In a swift flow of images, he recalled the struggles of their relationship. Much of what had gone wrong was on him, but the breh-hedden had him in a tight grip.
He drew a deep breath. “Maybe not, but right now I want you as though my life depends on it.” He leaned close and kissed her cheek.
She flared her nostrils, weaving on her feet. “Your dark ale-cider scent.”
“And yours has me in a powerful grip. Please be with me Rachel. At least this once.”
He drew back and held her gaze. He watched her nod slowly.
He inclined his head toward the bathroom. “How about a shower?”
Still, she hesitated, but he understood. He had his issues and she had hers. The breh-hedden hadn’t changed any of that. He released her arm, giving her space.
Finally, she drew a deep breath as though firming up her resolve then moved close and took his hand. With a thought, he lost his uniform.
She did the same so that both sets of clothes now lay in a pile near the bench at the foot of the bed.
Leading her into the bathroom, he mentally set all seven heads to flowing as the water warmed up. She stepped into the shower, slipped beneath one of the taller sprays, and cooed her pleasure as the water flowed over her head. “This is wonderful. Just what I needed.”
Though he longed to touch her, he hadn’t had a proper shower since leaving the hospital. He took his time and used a lot of soap to get himself clean.
Occasionally, he’d stop and explore Rachel’s body with sudsy hands and she happily returned the favor.
At one point, he spent time on her breasts and had her panting; Rachel had very sensitive nipples. He sucked on her neck and moaning followed. When he sank his tongue in her ear, she cried out. He knew all the ways to work her body.
His cock was hard as she took turns with her own soaped up fingers, working him in steady pulls. He leaned his forehead against hers while she stroked and tugged his cock.
He only made her stop whe
n he was close to release because he had one goal right now: To finish inside her.
Rinsing all the soap off, he finally left the shower and toweled dry. Rachel did the same, then took a few minutes to blow-dry her thick hair, getting most of the moisture out. He knew that she didn’t like damp hair hitting the pillow.
He left the bathroom, and turned down the comforter and top sheet, letting both fall onto the bench.
The silk sheets were a royal blue and soon Rachel’s beautiful blond hair would be spread out over the silk. He couldn’t believe this had happened, that events had led Rachel back to his bed. He ignored all his doubts about what they were doing and instead focused solely on her.
He kept the lights off but didn’t close the drapes. He wanted a view of the starry sky, the dark lake and distant lights. He had a free-standing, full-length mirror in the room and brought it close to the bed because Rachel had always liked to watch.
So had he.
Facing the bathroom, he stretched out on his side, waiting for the blow-dryer to shut off. His cock was half-erect, a state he knew Rachel enjoyed. She was very free and would spend hours exploring him, touching, licking, fondling. He recalled one session after they’d grown comfortable with each other, where they’d spent hours suckling each other at the same time, bringing each other to the edge, pulling back, drawing the moment out.
He’d loved it.
When she finally appeared, she looked angelic with her hair now a thick, wild mass around her shoulders. He leaned up on his elbow just to have a good, long look. Her breasts were very full, especially at the bottom, her nipples peaked in the cool air. She had a narrow blond landing patch and his tongue rimmed his lips. God, he wanted her.
“Come here.” His voice sounded husky.
She smiled and crawled across the bed. “You have a mirror, I see. I like it.” When she reached him, she slid her hand around to his buttocks. “I can watch my hands touch you. You have a gorgeous ass, Duncan, muscular and firm.” She fondled him for a time, then said, “Now, roll onto your back.”
